I hate this place, this zoo, this prison, this reality, whatever you want to call it. I can't stand it any longer. It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink, and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
8251 | 2024-03-16 19:36:56 | 150.06 | 99.3% |
5942 | 2023-04-10 20:05:46 | 141.00 | 98% |
5911 | 2023-04-04 22:47:44 | 133.36 | 98% |
3963 | 2022-09-08 16:38:19 | 127.93 | 98% |
3357 | 2022-05-06 21:56:26 | 149.82 | 100% |
1912 | 2021-11-16 04:26:29 | 117.48 | 97% |
1499 | 2021-09-27 06:48:12 | 106.08 | 97% |
1475 | 2021-09-27 02:50:34 | 120.82 | 99% |